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Chapter 1745: Marching into the Field of Steel

Chapter 1745: Marching into the Field of Steel

The newly built Fortress No. 2 is defended by a part of the Earth Marine Corps' "Tiger Division" and soldiers from the Lumina Regiment, who have turned the fortress into a meat grinder.

The fortress's land warfare commander was Major General Zuo Wanhu, 42 years old this year. He was a typical warrior with a stout build, solid muscles, and a strong body. He had once served as the brigade commander of the Second Brigade of the Tiger Guard Division.

However, after accompanying the Fuxi in his military exploits, he was awarded the second star, but was not transferred back to Earth. Instead, he served as the deputy commander of the fortress defense in the Said war zone.

This is a real fierce general. Obviously, he is a pure human being and not a psychic. But in frontal combat, wearing mecha and wielding two heavy carbon crystal battle axes, he can always burst out with a spirit that can make psychics tremble with fear, and he is invincible and fearless.

"Commander Zuo, I think that if there is any so-called mortal who can suppress psychics in frontal combat, it must be you! Your name sounds like someone who can use fists and iron to beat up monsters." This is how Yu Lian once praised General Zuo Wanhu.

Although this was a joke, it did make General Zuo Wanhu very happy. However, he was not going to actually rush up and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Star Knights.

In fact, as a traditional East Asian, he also received higher education and read several volumes of the Spring and Autumn Annals. Although he is tall and has rough features, he still has a somewhat elegant temperament when he is not fighting.

Generally speaking, this type of general is probably a man of both civil and military abilities.

Therefore, when the landing imperial soldiers just boarded the fortress, they found that this fortress was not like a proper space station at all. All the passages inside were winding and full of unstable energy particles and neurotoxins, as if it was a maze designed by a psychopath with antisocial tendencies.

In this way, every step forward they took was like walking on thin ice, facing the abyss, sitting on pins and needles, and feeling uneasy.

The first batch of attacks came from the inhuman troops. Those spider-sized robots would emerge from any possible gap and harass their march.

Of course, robots of this size can hardly carry any heavy weapons, and apart from self-destructing on the spot, they cannot cause much direct damage, but they can always get under the belly of the fire support vehicles that use hydraulic feet to destroy their stabilizers and circuits. They can even sneak behind the soldiers' mechas and take advantage of the chaos to directly destroy their life-support equipment.

No one wants to suddenly lose the fresh air from the mask in a passage filled with toxins and explosive particles. Even if the air conditioner is broken, it is unbearable.

This approach did not cause many direct casualties, but the chaos that followed was imaginable.

And at this moment, the defenders would rush out from the secret door, dragging the imperial soldiers stuck in the mud into an even more chaotic situation.

The Heraldry Machine was fine, as it was a terrifying robot made from the reverse research of the Gray Mist Machine. It could not directly destroy the mystical unit of the alchemical creation, but in the chaotic situation, some Star Knights who had never experienced such a bad battle would inevitably be in a mess. So, in the melee, a shining Star Knight was hit by the portable AK plasma cannon of the Lumina Warrior, and was hit by several consecutive ion salt bombs. In the end, he could not stretch his body and his mask was shot off by the anti-alchemical bullet.

Even though this unfortunate psychic's head and face were exposed to an environment that was completely lethal to carbon-based creatures, he still managed to fight on for several minutes.

Then, half of his face was shattered at close range by General Zuo Wanhu's blaster cannon, and his head was immediately chopped off by the latter with a carbon battle axe.

"...Well, if we round it off, I can be considered to have killed the psychic, right?" Zuo Wanhu thought so as he looked at the rolling head of the Star Knight, and then he became even more full of admiration for his superior.

Of course, when he withdrew, he was also respected by his subordinates. The eyes of several rookie psychics who came from the mainland to provide support were full of admiration when they looked at Major General Zuo Wanhu.

Afterwards, the news that the fortress attack was not going well was also passed on to the Queen Regent.

"This is not surprising. Earthlings always come up with all kinds of wonderful ideas for these exquisite small combat equipment. This is true for the light wings and robots. However, this has updated my thinking. The so-called technical equipment cannot always focus on hard killing." King Shazamon seemed to be thinking about it.

He was a smart man, and of course he immediately realized that what really played a decisive role was not the sneak attack of the defenders, but the early harassment of the robots in the narrow battlefield.

Then he expressed his admiration again: "The Tirero people are human beings, and the people on Earth are also human beings. Such an intelligent and brave race is our compatriots and the eldest sons of the Enlightened One! Shouldn't we work together under the imperial power of the empire to create the great cause of conquering the endless galaxy? This is the battle to safeguard the orthodoxy and honor of mankind."

The senior generals of the academy are very fond of value. Regarding this question, the adjutant was relatively calm and explained the maze design of the fortress.

"This does not conform to engineering principles." King Sand pondered, "Whether it is a military or civilian space station, internal traffic must be guaranteed to be smooth in order to ensure basic operating efficiency. Even the Empire's fortresses only have this kind of maze-like design in the outer defense zone."

"Yes. So the technical department at the front suspected that when the Earthlings renovated this fortress, they added a large number of secret doors and built them with ship armor. When our army attacks, they only need to close the secret doors to form a maze structure. Their renovation project was completed this year, and they also guessed our attack route."

"This is indeed a method, but it will also trap ourselves in the fortress. Are they not planning to evacuate?" King Sand said.

"Perhaps, they were..."

"Oh, I understand what you mean. Since they are such brave and loyal soldiers, they should have the ending they deserve." The Sand King sighed and said, "Let Lieutenant General Leermin continue the siege, but there is no need to force the fortress to be captured immediately."

He hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Who is the commander of this fortress? Whose general is he?"

"The defense commander is Major General Zuo Wanhu, a former Marine Corps officer."

"Sounds like a warrior." The King of Sand showed an expression of cherishing talents: "Let Leermin take my token to persuade him to surrender, and tell him that I guarantee that he will at least have the title of Sword Baron for life, and his descendants can have the title of nobles for at least three generations, and the citizen class for generations in his family."

"The deputy commander is a Lumina man, and his name seems to be Babaco..."

"Oh, just kill them if you can." The King-Elect casually continued to arrange the follow-up deployment: "The rest of the fleet, bypass this group of fortresses and continue to maneuver towards Gravity Well No. 3."

King Shazamon always maintained a clear mind and calm judgment. He knew what his strategic goal was.

"...This will take us at least two more hours of voyage. Intelligence shows that the enemy has equipped at least ten Dragon Breath Gauss Cannons on Fortress No. 3, which was completed in March. If we want to block Gravity Well No. 4 from this position and cut off the Earth Fleet's retreat, we will inevitably be bombarded by these giant cannons."

In other words, Fortress No. 2 can be surrounded but not attacked, but Fortress No. 4 must be taken down.

But the problem is that in order to break through the defenses along the way, King Shazamon's fleet has already deployed a large number of land forces. Although he has an absolute advantage in manpower, he actually feels stretched. There is no way, academic generals always like to waste their troops when deploying them.

"What a watertight defense. Is there anything in this world that he can't do?" The Sand King once again admired and praised: "If such a great man does not belong to the royal family of Dawn, then this universe must be wrong."

King Shazamon seemed to have forgotten that the real commander-in-chief of the Saide front was actually Admiral Sylvester, and of course it was the latter who was responsible for clearing the entire galaxy.

"How's the situation with the Yongjin?" King Sand asked again.

On the battlefield two astronomical units away from here, Yu Lian and his mount were already very good at cooperating. In just a few minutes of charging, he had already felt the pleasure of chopping down warships with his body three times.

Of course, the feeling of cutting a warship with an atomic light spear was still too smooth. There was really no such thing as a touch, but Yu Lian still used an idealistic approach to make himself experience a refreshing sense of attack.

There is no way. Human beings are such fallen creatures that once they have a little status and power, they always like to jump back and forth between materialism and idealism.

After Yu Lian successfully "cut off" two of the Emperor's cruisers with the Light Spear bestowed upon him by the Emperor, and shot down a row of brave fighter planes with the fierce Spirit Storm, the firepower interception net in front of him suddenly became denser. This was naturally because he had entered the mid-range interception net of the Tirero Brave Advance.

At this time, he had to put away the atomic light spear and put himself in the protection of the space bubble. In the space bubble, the inside and outside of the material world were misaligned. Even with his own abilities, he could not interfere with the outside world in a material sense. However, in the spiritual realm, he could still capture the countless anger, fanaticism, radicalism, pain and panic around him.

In Yu Lian's perception, the spirits of his comrades and enemies were like torches spreading in the space of consciousness.

The changing colors of the torches represent their will and emotions at that moment.

However, in the ocean of consciousness, there is no concept of space. Within the realm of consciousness that one can "see", those flames are within easy reach and can be extinguished at will.

Yu Lian had already seen a Black Annihilation-class battlecruiser, which was the closest Imperial warship to him, and was firing at his Fuxi.

His spiritual sense reached out. The breath of the silver dragon turned into a wide-area psychological storm, exploding in that range.

On the battlecruiser, the spirits of many enemies were destroyed, including the captain and the main helmsman who were trying to command the battleship. The engine of the battleship was still running, and the hull was naturally running according to the existing rhythm, but it did not maneuver according to the overall rhythm of the entire fleet. Therefore, in relative space, the battlecruiser's movements were like eating too much moon candy, and it deviated from its original track crookedly.

By the time the battlecruiser regained full control, it had already inflicted a shocking damage to the aircraft carrier closest to it.

The two large warships retreated to the outer circle of the fleet in a panic, carrying with them the explosive belts and sparks from negative-distance contact.

What a pity. However, they are indeed the elite Imperial Guard Fleet! Even if they were hit by a psychic storm, there are always determined warriors who grit their teeth and endure the severe pain, desperately trying to get their warships back on track. If it were those road specimens of the Miracle Ring Solar System Fleet, I'm afraid they would be hit even more smoothly, right?
Yu Lian then felt that he was a little bit abnormal. How antisocial must one be to compare friendly forces with enemy forces in this way?

However, after this little episode, the new Shenzhou 2 under his feet had reached its limit after all, and it had to deviate from its original route and avoid a series of fierce artillery interceptions before turning around and flying back.

But at this time, the radar on the torpedo ship also issued intense and intensive warnings.

That is the reaction when a small, high-risk target enters the warning area.

Generally speaking, a torpedo boat will only react in this way if it is approached by four or more enemy aircraft.

"Sir, is there a small, high-risk target approaching?" she reported loudly.

"I heard that the Empire has recently been equipped with a titanium blade fighter. Could it be this thing?" Yu Lian was still very curious about this kind of fighter. This was not a weapon that appeared in another timeline.

"Haha, the battle has been going on like this. I don't even know when we'll be returning soon. Any enemy could appear. Maybe they'll be older-style fighters." Annie said.

Don't do that. If it is equipped with the most advanced light wings and space bubble generators, and the engine and energy controller are equipped with mystic units, and even the armor plates of the hull have undergone their own alchemical magic modification, it can be called the "high-level" among torpedo ships, and it also killed the New Shenzhou 2 of the Star Colonizers. If it is really killed by an old-fashioned Fist Fighter, isn't this equivalent to the B2 being shot down by Cai (meow) Guo (woo) Qing?
However, Annie added: "However, this feeling is similar to the feeling I had when I was fighting that Leviathan in Tianshu."

Yu Lian paused for a moment and smiled calmly: "You really started to believe in your feelings."

"I believe in everything. Will this awaken my psychic powers?" Annie smiled and said, "Of course, I'm not that kind of guy. I don't have any obsession with psychic powers. I just want to discuss the technical issues here."

"Who knows? If I knew the exact rules for the emergence of extraordinary people, the opposing empire would have to give me a national master." Yu Lian smiled.

"If you like, there is a Grand Duke at least. Maybe one day you can become co-emperor."

Yu Lian simply ordered calmly: "Very good, break through and return home."

"..." Annie behind the headset paused briefly, but this talented pilot from the Violent Flying Clan has never been a pretentious person.

"I understand. Then your words..."

Anne Romanova stopped talking. She clearly saw that Yu Lian had jumped off the back of the New Shenzhou 2 and fell directly towards the space fortress that was constantly emitting dense firepower, as if fierce flames were pulsating all over its body. Colorful auras emanated from the back of the emblem, like wings covered with rosy clouds.

Those were wings of light that were far more gorgeous than the wings of his own torpedo ship.

She felt as if she saw a god charging towards hell.

"...I really can't do anything about you. You never forget to show off!" Lieutenant Colonel Romanova held the steering wheel and led the torpedo ship to dodge a series of ion beams again, then turned around and flew towards his own fleet.

Of course, she also planned to show off. There were two space-bubbling torpedoes in the cabin, and there were enemy ships on the way of retreat, all of which were the best test targets.


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